Several years ago, Kevin (my CFO) and I headed downtown for lunch meeting at Joe’s Crab Shack. We parked the car and a man comes up to me and asks me for money. I said, “Sir, I would love to buy you a meal but I refuse to give you money.” He quickly accepted my offer and we went to Joe’s together.

Because we had people meeting us and we had to talk shop, I had Chester seated (like a king) and told the waitress to get him whatever he wants – nothing from the bar, however. Chester ate well that day and when he left, I talked to him for a few minutes and gave him my card.

Over the last few years, Chester has stopped by – requesting things like underwear, socks, shoes, etc and I quickly make these things appear for him. Sometimes he will have enough bus money to come see “Mr Wayne” – unannounced, I must say. Most of the time he needs money to get back to the homeless shelter. When he comes, I talk with him and give him an office to call family, etc.(note- that he really makes himself at home, on the phone – feet on desk – kinda funny) Why not?

Yesterday on my direct (private) line, which I guess Chester used, I received a call from his sister looking for him. I said, “I am sorry that Chester is not in today but I will be more than happy to give him a message.” She replied back – “Is this Mr Wayne, “ I said “ yes” “She proceeded to tell me that I was the only white man that has ever accepted her brother” and she began to cry. NOTE -So now I have a meeting to get to, people wanting to see me and Chester’s sister is crying on the phone. WHOOPS!!

I commented quickly with much conviction, “ I do not care what color you are, what your situation is, what religion you are – just that you have a soul. I care about that. You, Chester and everyone matters to me, the world and GOD and do not ever think anything different,” she commented “amen and then proceeded to tell me that she knew Chester was not there but he told her that if she ever needs encouragement to call Mr Wayne.” I was surprised and chuckled and said, ”ok.” She asked me, ”can I call you again sometime,” I said “ yes, matter of fact here is my cell phone number – call me anytime.” She continued to weep, we said our good bye’s and got on with the day.

Last night sitting at home after a dinner with ME, I reflected how cool that was and how super excited I was to be there to answer the phone. I thought if she needed to hear what I said, and it inspired her, then it is all worth it.

I love offering HOPE to people. (and the $14 I spent on lunch for Chester – was well worth it)